[ Emet-Selch gives that summoned sword only a brief glance, curious as to the magic but not enough to distract from the real goings-on. About half a dozen vehicles, moving in packs of three, approaching them from either side.
The people inside look wild and bloodthirsty. ]
How annoying.
[ Emet-Selch lifts a hand and simply snaps his fingers. A volley of luminous purple spears streak toward one pack, slamming head on into two of the vehicles, piercing steel and shredding engine components. The cars veer away in a mess of flying parts, smoke and dust. ]
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The people inside look wild and bloodthirsty. ]
How annoying.
[ Emet-Selch lifts a hand and simply snaps his fingers. A volley of luminous purple spears streak toward one pack, slamming head on into two of the vehicles, piercing steel and shredding engine components. The cars veer away in a mess of flying parts, smoke and dust. ]